nation. Then, if there is any
manliness or fibre left in the adherents of freedom, they will
answer that we adopted Conscription for a definite object, and,
when once that object is attained, we renounce it for ever.

What will the State offer? Obviously it must offer education--but
what sort of education? The curse of militarism may make itself
felt even in the school-room. It would be deplorable indeed if,
as a result of our present experience, children were to be taught
what J. R. Green called a "drum-and-trumpet history," and were made
to believe that the triumphs of war are the highest achievements
of the human spirit.

As long as there is an Established Church, the State, in some sense,
offers religion. Is the religion of the next few years to be what
Ruskin commends: a "religion of pure mercy, which we must learn to
defend by fulfilling"; or is it to be the sort of religion which
Professor Cramb taught, and which Prussian Lutheranism has substituted
for the Gospel?

And, finally, what of home? After all said and done, it is the
home that, in the vast majority of cases, influences the soul and
shapes the life. What will the homes of England be like when the war
is over? Will they be homes in which the moral law reigns supreme;
where social virtue is recognized as the sole foundation of national
prosperity; where the "strange valour of goodwill towards men",
is revered as the highest type of manly resolution?

It is easy enough to ask these questions: it is impossible to answer
them. The Poet is the Prophet, and this is the Poet's vision:

"The days are dark with storm;--
The coming revolutions have to face
Of peace and music, but of blood and fire;
The strife of Races scarce consolidate,
Succeeded by the far more bitter strife
Of Classes--that which nineteen hundred years,
Since Christ spake, have not yet availed to close,
But rather brought to issue only now,
When first the Peoples international
Know their own strength, and know the world is theirs."[*]

_Know their own strength, and know the world is theirs_--a solemn
line, which at this season we may profitably ponder.

[Footnote *: "The Disciples," by H. E. Hamilton King.]

VI

MISCELLANEA

I

_THE "HUMOROUS STAGE"_

I am not adventuring on the dangerous paths of dramatic criticism.
When I write of the "humorous stage," I am using the phrase as
Wordsworth used it, to signify a scene where new characte